Art there a passage to the wilderness,
To go into the world, unfurled, my friend?
We'll run with the sun, under purple skies.

My feet are insatiate.

To and fro they go, dreaming, rocking to and fro,
With light, bright step upon Earth's pearl.

All the world is a treasure.

Betwixt which city will twin hearts cross.

Up which raggedy tree, reliable as lungs,
Under what soot bridge with portals to elsewhere,
I wonder, mind asunder, in what dreamy daze you dwell,
As we yield to fantasy, my love.